Zhang Yan cultivated the sword pill in the essence, and under his full concentration, he didn't feel that time passed.

I don't know how long it took, but on this day, he suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, and suddenly woke up from his concentration.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked out.

At this moment, he is still sitting in the earth fire sinkhole, surrounded by high piles of rocks, facing the pit, the heat is rolling in, thanks to the treasure shirt to protect himself, the fire poison is difficult to invade, but because of this, no one disturbs him, it is better than finding another cave.

He silently inspected his body, the Xingchen Sword Pill was lying steadily in the acupoint, a turbid qi poured in, and with a gentle push, it rolled back and forth in it, like lead and mercury flowing, and there was a slight stagnation feeling. Put another piece of fresh air inside, and it will be as light as a feather, fluttering up.

He had to re-practice, this sword pill was very different from the past, looking at it carefully, it looked like a crystal bead dew, clear and exquisite, about the size of a baby's fist, the whole body was pure and flawless, and the aura was compelling, like a newborn.

This sword pill was originally a water genus, but now it has been washed in the real fire of the earth kun, and it has been cleansed, and it has to be its original appearance.

Zhang Yan snorted lightly, started the escape technique, turned a rainbow of golden escape light out of the earth fire and heavenly furnace, rushed out of a few miles, circled around Luqi Mountain, stood still on a high cliff, and urged his heart, only to hear a Qingyue sword roar, like a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar, there was a clear light rushing out of the eyebrows, straight into the clouds.

After a while, I saw a long gap in the sky scar split above the clouds, which was caused by the sword pill piercing and slashing all the way.

Zhang Yan summoned in his heart. The light flashed slightly in front of him, and when he looked at it again, the Xingchen Sword Pill had fallen silently in the palm of his hand.

He took a breath, and his mind reached in, and he spun around it without hindrance, as if it had become one with him.

After a little more mana, the sword pill vibrated back and forth, making a burst of sounds, which was extremely weak at first, but with the surge of mana. The sound is getting louder and louder, and later, the whistling sound is shocking, like thunder and drums, not only that, but this treasure also jumps more than once, as if it is not careful, it will fly away. Soar into the sky.

Zhang Yan looked at Huanxi, and with another thought in his heart, the sword pill flew into the air again, less than half a foot away from the palm of his hand, and drove back and forth with his mind, more flexible than before.

He noted. When that sword light swept through, it was not as sharp as before, but if there was nothing, it was empty, and it was difficult to detect if you didn't look closely.

He thought about it. Determined to give this sword a try, after rummaging through and picking it up, he took a magic sword out of his pocket, transported enough mana, sacrificed it in the air, and then picked up the sword pill and slashed it. I saw a faint shadow flashing by, and after a slight sound, it was like cutting rotten wood, and the magic sword had been cut into two pieces.

He said yes secretly, and his eyes showed joy and satisfaction.

This magic sword was taken out of the sleeve of an elder of the Lie Xuan Sect, and it was also a spiritual weapon, but it was not even worthy of him to refine the sword pill here, which showed that its edge was not only not damaged at all. On the contrary, it has become much stronger.

He was about to try the method of splitting light and turning shadows again, but at this moment, the sword pill that was originally hanging in the air suddenly buzzed, as if he noticed something unusual.

Zhang Yan sensed in his heart that he was eager to leave, looking at that appearance, where he was going, he raised his eyebrows and simply let go of the fetters.

As soon as the floodgates opened, the sword pill was like a wild horse, like a lightning speed, and when it reached a few miles away, the sword light fell down, burrowing into the ground, but after a while, it suddenly heard a terrible and miserable hiss, as if it had hit something.

This sword pill has Zhang Yan's mental sustenance, and where he passes, everything is distinct, such as looking at the palm prints, he carefully distinguishes it, and it is already clear. The face was also slightly surprised, under the foot of the mountain, there was actually a statue of the Wing Cliff God, which was not enough, in addition, there was actually a primordial spirit hidden in it.

When the flying sword was in the air, because he sensed a faint wisp of hostility, he killed the past without hesitation, and under this slash, not only the statue was broken, but also the original spirit was completely scattered at this moment, and it no longer existed.

Zhang Yan thought about it carefully, except for the male sheep Sheng in the Lie Xuan Sect, the rest of the people, including that Shang Teng, were all killed by him with his own hands, and there was no possibility of escape.

Only when the forbidden array was launched to besiege the statue of the god, he had no way to observe it carefully, and he escaped by it, so this person was the ram Sheng.

It is also the bad luck of this great elder, if it were not for the fact that Zhenluo League gave the Taoist book, Zhang Yan would have obtained the magic weapon, I am afraid that he would have left a long time ago, and he would not have delayed here, let alone sacrifice the sword pill here, and happened to kill him.

Zhang Yan stretched out his hand and called the Xingchen Sword Pill back, he noticed that Shi Cai flew back and forth, like a flash of lightning, a few points faster than before, knowing that this hard work was not in vain after all.

At this time, he couldn't help but get up, and flicked his finger on the sword pill, and this thing was divided in response, and suddenly turned into two sword lights, and then trembled, and then divided into two, and so differentiated, until it reached the sixteen sword lights.

At this time, Zhang Yan had an unstoppable thought in his heart, and he only felt that he continued to urge, and it seemed that he could divide again.

But Fang wanted to act, but there was a feeling of fatigue in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and he hurriedly stopped moving.

This is not because he is tired, he has become a product, his roots are extremely deep, his strength is long, it will not be so unbearable, Shicai's feeling is from the true knowledge, it is that the sword pill can't stand it.

After a little thought, he knew why.

Although the sword pill has been reborn and reborn, the true knowledge in it has shrunk a little.

That's because after the rerefining, although there are also miscellaneous marks and no turbidity, it is inevitable that a layer of Yuan Zhen will be removed. It needs to be well recuperated in order to recover, and I believe that by then, not only can the old view be restored, but also can be much stronger.

He smiled slightly, and couldn't help but be high-spirited, with this treasure in his body, he could compete with his disciples at the Sixteen Sects Sword Fighting Dharma!

He put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and after refining his sword, he only needed to return the order to Zhenluo League, and it was almost time to leave.

With a low shout, the sword pill jumped, turned into light, and flew into the center of the eyebrows.

Get up and take a look. Drive the wind to the Feiyu Dao Palace.

The distance between Luqi Mountain and Dao Palace is only five hundred miles, but it has reached the ground in a moment.

After the battle of the Xuanjiao, Zhenluo League learned a lesson, and the Feiyu Dao Palace was guarded many times more tightly than before, and it was the Shuangyue Peak Great Array, which was also guarded from time to time.

At this moment, there are at least five Yuanying real people on the peak, and in this Zhongzhu Continent, unless Pingtung Qingshiguan and Jin Lingzong join forces to attack, there is no one to make it difficult for them.

The disciples on duty have to take care of them in advance, if they see a distinguished guest coming from Luqi Mountain. Don't offend it, you need to let it in immediately.

The boy at the door saw that there was a cloud coming from that direction at this moment, remembered what the elder had instructed before, and hurriedly opened the forbidden array and let him in.

Zhang Yan slowly drove the clouds inside, this is the Zhenluo League Dao Palace, although there is no prohibition that you can't fly, but after all, it is a place for others to practice. It was inappropriate to run wantonly, so he pressed the cloud head down, Qingyun was three feet off the ground, and asked the boy, "Is Elder Huang in the palace?"

The Dao boy lowered his head in fear and said, "Back to this Dao Leader, all the elders are discussing matters in the main hall. ”

Zhang Yan thought for a while. Xu is elders have something important, nodded and asked casually, "I don't know when I will come out?"

Dao Tong scratched his head and said, "This ...... The boy didn't know. ”

Zhang Yan smiled, waved his hand and said, "It's the poor road that is embarrassing you." It's okay, you go, I'll wait here. ”

He was ready to return the talisman and then left, not intending to stay for long, it was too important for this thing. It must be personally handed over to an elder of the Zenra League.

Huang Zuoguang also gave him two Taoist books, so he decided to simply sell his favor to this person.

He looked around, and saw that there was a pavilion not far from the front of the hall, which was quite elegant, so he urged the clouds to pass, and when he came to the pavilion, he sat down, closed his eyes, and waited patiently there.

Dao Tong saw him leave by himself and took a few looks. I didn't think much about it, so I went back to the gate of the palace and stood up.

Because of the Shang Teng incident, the original acquaintance boys were all replaced, only seeking to be safe, not clever.

This Dao Tong is also a newcomer here, he is an honest man, if he is a person with a little eyesight, he will arrange for Zhang Yan to go to the annex to rest first, or serve fragrant tea, how dare he really let him sit here and wait, but he is ignorant, he doesn't understand these things at all.

After half an hour, the bell outside the door suddenly rang, and dozens of maids rushed out of the main hall, lined up on both sides of the palace gate, as if to welcome some distinguished guests.

Zhang Yan was also shocked and couldn't help but look curiously.

It didn't take long to see three people coming in from outside the Dao Palace.

Walking in the forefront, the Taoist has a white face and no beard, a brocade dress, a golden crown on his head, two long apricot yellow ribbons hanging down his sideburns, and a jade pendant tied at the end.

This person's mountain roots penetrate into the arch of his eyebrows, his eyes are slightly protruding, his body is burly, his hands and feet are thick, and the cloud on the top is actually black, like a ball of thick ink, and it looks extremely evil.

Behind him were two handsome young men with thin waists and long legs, their eyebrows flew into their temples, their skin was fair, they seemed to be Fu powder, and they stood with swords on their left and right, because they were first-class disciples.

When the Dao man saw the maids in front of him, he couldn't help but snort coldly, as if he was dissatisfied, and a young man on the left behind him immediately stood up and said loudly: "Zhenluo League is so rude, my Jin Lingzong sent an envoy here, but no one came to greet him?"

His voice was loud and heard from afar, and even startled many rare birds on the roof, but after waiting for a while, no elder in the hall came out.

The young man's face was suddenly full of dissatisfaction, and he was about to speak again, but the Taoist turned his eyes at this time, but found Zhang Yan sitting in the pavilion, stretched out his hand to block his disciple's words, and walked towards the pavilion.

When he arrived in front of Zhang Yan, he said arrogantly: "Which elder in the Zhenluo League are you? Why are you sitting here?

Zhang Yan slowly opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said lightly: "Poor Dao is not an elder in the Zhenluo League, if you want to find someone, you can go to the main hall." ”

Where is the Taoist willing to believe, lifted the hem, sat down opposite him, and sneered: "Don't think that once the Xuanjiao Sect is dead, you won't put me Jin Lingzong in your eyes, Cheng Zhenren is no longer there, what else can you rely on?"

When Zhang Yan heard this, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Oh, I don't know where Cheng Zhenren has gone now?"

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